Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-05-27

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shame 10 my BOSOM" said Mr.. Delorlne
hating suddenly in front of the ranger.
The latter looked him in the face with
wonder; for ne really believed him tn be
insane-that he had become cra1ed with
trouble.
eyes, have been worshiping the ser.
pent which has fed upon my Yitsls-have
been blessing the hand that was dedling
mel" continued the planter.
"All that you say to me, sir, is as. in
comprehensive as ddle."
"True, major, true! You kRvf nd
heard the confession of the viEiaan \! ger!
son-he is beyond recovery, and in his
rawlings has told p tale that has set my
very brain on hzsl Poop Paul-he i.
coming this way-ke will ts8 you all;
must go and sees the woman who hss
borne my namel1s q, Is
:. The planter fastened away as PM,
1 With eyes downcAst, but in asNte. fagi-
tation fully as great as that ofdMfs De.
i l0rme, came from the direction of the
4 Guardhoqse and approached the spot
fWhere McCulloagh stood. The young
Imam sp4ssed so close to Ada that she
3eaua& have reached out her hand and
touched him had she so desired. He
looked so utterly miserable that an eX-
preston OF pity came over her face in
spite Of her hatred of him.
"What is the matter, Master Paul?
You and Mr.. DelOrme act as If you had
seen ghost, or been lookin' old death
in the face. What is the matter with you
both?"
"Do not ask me, Major-do not ask
me-" said Paul, with shudder; and
when he raised his eyes to the view of the
maj or the latter started, he looked utter
| ly miserable.
"Well, I'd like to know what is the
matter-I don't think friend, such as |
have proved myself, should be treated IN
this way" said the Major, impatiently.
"Forglve me, slr-iU is hard 10 be the
! herald OF my own shame-ssk Mr.. De
lOrmei" said Paul, and he passed into the
house.
"Well, this beats all that Tye heard of
lately-they must be crazy, by the way
they act!" said the Major. "Mr. De-
| lorme has ever held the bss. OF charec-
! tiers, yet he talks of shame and disgrace,
ana here the young one is running on the
same trail. l hate mysteries, and one
there is here which l can't see into no
way. ! believe I'Il 60 and see the old
rascal Malerson-he may have something
to do with the matter? VIII you go
along, Miss Ada?"
eyes, Major.n
CHAPTER LVIII.
/ When Mr.. Delorme left the Major he
proceeded directly to the apartment where
Mrs. Delorme lay very i'll. He looked
upon her pale face so written over with
lines of misery, for few moments, and
then turning to the attendants babe them
leave the room, saying that he would sit
with his lady for little while. His tone
was very quiet and calm when
he spoke to them, but his
pale face, sunken eyes, and quiv-
ering lips did not denote quiet mind by
any means.
Mrs. Delorme saw evidently that there
was storm within his breast, and, pale
as snow and calm as death, she wa tied
for it.
MADAM, John Malerson is dying-he
will not live an hour longer, the surgeon
says" said Mr.. Delorme, looking her fix
eddy in the eye.
az am glad to hear it!' she replied
quietly.
"You take the news very coolly, ma
dam, considering the relation in which
he stands toward you"
The lady colored slightly, but made no
reply.
"Had l ku,wn of it before his visit to
you last night should not have been in
terrupted,' said the planter, in g sar-
castle way.
"You forget, sir, that called for help
to arrest the audaCious intruder"
"The intrusion Of husband should not
be considered audacious," said Mr.. De-
lorme, with q sneer.
The rising color fed from the face of
the wretChed lady, and she sank back
with low groan upon her pillow.
"You see that know all, madam-aII;
that John Mslerson is your lawful hus-
band, and Paul-pOOr PaUl-yOuT child"
''NU, sir; you do not know all; but you
shall know it. Let John Marleson be
brought here, and if ne dare, deny what
you must and shall know. l have
story to tell of young, warm hearted
and foolishly susceptible girl won away
from q boarding school in far away
northern city, in Troy, by the deceit and
hattery of a villiam-married to him but
few weeks, when she found that he
was, instead of the noble, wealthy and
gifted man who had been the idol of her
young dreams, gambler, thief and a
villain From him she fed away with
disgust and horror-fed far away to q
southern land, hoping never to hear
from him again, fearing even TO let
her own relatives know where she
was. In few months q child was
born. 1t was all that she had
on earth TO love, and she chung to it with
mothers yesrning affection until it was
of an age when she feared it would in
quire after its father; and then she sent it
to seminary as her nephew, where she
procured for it every care that mothers |
heart could dictate. In the meantime she |
heard that the wretch who had deceived |
her so basely had been murdered in
drunken ARRAY, and she felt with JOY that |
she was free from him, at least. And she !
bent to her cheerfully assumed task of |
music teaching with new nerve; for she |
worked for an honest support tor herself |
and to educate her boy. No one could |
breathe calumnious breath against /
her; she had erred once in marrying |
q william whom she did not know, but !
she never, to her knowledge, erred |
again. The ever-CensOriOus world could !
cast no stain upon her fame; it was, spot
less. She was called beautiful she was &C
complished and to q degree attractive. !
Many were drawn to her side, and she
had more than one offer of marriage from
the young, the gay, the gifted, the
For long time she repealed all
advances, refused every offer. But at
last one came who seemed to possess
every attribute that could win woman's
heart. She tried not to love him, for she
felt in her heart that she had been dis
honored by her marriage, innocent